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capitalh2014-03-29 08:06 pm
spitemancer) wrote in capitalh2014-03-29 08:06 pm
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[closed logs] For someone who hates people so much, Nivata sure does meet up with a bunch of 'em!
Who: Nivata and Eusine
Where: Bibigo, a Korean restaurant that actually exists in LA because Google says so
When: Monday, 8:30 pm. Which Monday? Don't ask mean questions like that.
What: So much geekery. So much.
Warnings: Two massive egos.
Nivata, as according to plan, has arrived somewhat early to the restaurant. After a conversation with the manager, who is (in her opinion) easily intimidated and therefore biddable, Nivata has taken sole possession of an overflow room. Somewhat incongruously, she is doing something on her phone with a stylus. Touchscreens, apparently, don't respond well to blunt claws.
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Who: Nivata, Aña and/or Tommy
Where: Nivata's apartment building
When: Wednesday, 7pm. Which Wednesday? I have no idea.
What: Job interview!
Warnings: An undead minion. Nivata why.
Nivata waits outside her apartment building, a tiny pointed rasp and a piece of soapstone in her hand. What significance the channels etched into the stone have is a mystery; it might simply be there to give her something besides the glances of passers-by to focus on, but probably not. A lump of... something is curled up underneath the bench, smelling of formaldehyde. Every so often the lump twitches, and those passing her on their way in or out of the apartments are giving her a wide berth.
Where: Bibigo, a Korean restaurant that actually exists in LA because Google says so
When: Monday, 8:30 pm. Which Monday? Don't ask mean questions like that.
What: So much geekery. So much.
Warnings: Two massive egos.
Nivata, as according to plan, has arrived somewhat early to the restaurant. After a conversation with the manager, who is (in her opinion) easily intimidated and therefore biddable, Nivata has taken sole possession of an overflow room. Somewhat incongruously, she is doing something on her phone with a stylus. Touchscreens, apparently, don't respond well to blunt claws.
****
Who: Nivata, Aña and/or Tommy
Where: Nivata's apartment building
When: Wednesday, 7pm. Which Wednesday? I have no idea.
What: Job interview!
Warnings: An undead minion. Nivata why.
Nivata waits outside her apartment building, a tiny pointed rasp and a piece of soapstone in her hand. What significance the channels etched into the stone have is a mystery; it might simply be there to give her something besides the glances of passers-by to focus on, but probably not. A lump of... something is curled up underneath the bench, smelling of formaldehyde. Every so often the lump twitches, and those passing her on their way in or out of the apartments are giving her a wide berth.
so arbitrary. starts petition to stop using days as units of time.
"I must say, it's a pleasure to meet you in person!" he declares, taking in Nivata's small form. He doesn't seem disturbed, really, what with being used to seeing all manners of strange magical creatures, but he can't help but stare a little bit out of sheer curiosity. Either way, if one thing is clear it's that the asura has excellent taste in clothing... and that she has the magical power to match.